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I decided to take a little break in general worldbuilding for Empires, and decided to design all of their banners!
RIP the quality in advance (can't have my stuff too high quality or my laptop throws a hissy fit)
#art#drawing#empires smp#empires smp fanart#empiresblr#empires smp season 1#mcyt#mcyt fanart#I am not tagging the individual empires I dont even think they all have a tag#scrim's art#esmp#esmp s1#scrim empires design
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Scrim and Virgil! (Bonus : Scrim and Virgil’s puppy’s, Scott :D) !!
#turquoisesea#turquoisesea characters#yoshi’s art#virgil evans#scrim#scrim stnaf#seethruneedafriend#see thru need a friend game#stnafgame
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:P blehhh
#art#artists on tumblr#fallout oc#scrim#deathclaw#this is my oc btw#but feel free to tag for insp etc :)
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F*** an introduction, b****you already know.
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hi this is a personal writing project of mine!! i'm in the process of adding a lot more stuff and newer ideas to the doc where all the writing is so it's not super updated rn whoops 😬
#personal project#doodles#traditional art#yippee it's them#izaver pyroscity#izaver melis#izaver lleve#izaver noctis#izaver ribbon#izaver coprion#izaver gnathis#izaver aye-aye#izaver sparrow#izaver scrim#izaver leo#izaver taylor tidquist
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DIRTYWORK OPERATOR BUNDLE ART
I don't think you can see it that well but Krueger's scrim net is in a similar pattern to Nak's face paint
#AUGHHGHH I HATE THESE TWOOII#call of duty#call of duty modern warfare#art#digital art#phayvanh nak sotsvahn#sebastian krueger#cod nak#nak cod#krueger cod#cod krueger#kruegernak#artwork#original character#cod oc#call of duty oc#call of duty original character#oc x canon
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Weekly Magma Session 19
That’s a wrap for our nineteenth ☆ DCA Artists ☆ Weekly Magma!
Please use the tag #DCA Artists Weekly Magma when you upload your art if you’d like to get reblogs from the Palooza!
Hello, just got set up with the new PC so here is the the art haul from saturday! 3 You can check out everyone popping off below~
[ID: The above images are from a Magma canvas with various pieces of Sun and Moon fanart drawn by different artists. End ID]
If you like what you see and you crave more (..I know I do), you can find a bunch of these amazing artists are tagged below!
@just-a-drawing-bean // @skizabaa // @smoljeanius // @theblog-with-thestuff // @venomous-qwille // @the-lady-kay // @snowyrey // @kandidandi // @ilsole
@thetiedyesheep // @jackobbit // @lilsteppybigoof // @alfthefaif // @xvebtan // @babs // @anriii // @verificationdick // @lec743 // @jfgs // @shadzytarts
@passionfish // @pasteldragonstuff // @beeeepis4why // @pasteldragonstuff // @eclipsedcrystalstar // @garbagechocolate // @peanut-007 // @impcarcass
@rabarbarconfiteor // @synthrobeat // @miaumiautzi // @sunnyinajar // @sunnyxd3d // @glade-constellation // @pr0ng3ls // @nomsthecat // @nexerist
@ihearnocomplaints // @museofmom // @agent-darkfest // @chknbzkt // @kibbits // @alexluminosbucket // @making-my-wey-down-town // @slimelijah // @scrim
@outlandishscenarios // @aquacomet // @neonlazycat // @craykaycee // @ki-kosmo // @dragoncxv360 // @simpalert // @asriel20asi // @nicmares404
Someone missing? I try hard to keep track of all the artists who participate! Make sure you add a legible signature (tumblr handle) to future Magmas so I can find and tag you!
If you would like to take part in our future Weekly Magmas please take a moment to join the ☆ DCA Artists ☆ Magma group where we will be hosting all our weekly sessions. Future Magmas will be live on:
Saturday 6pm-4am UTC
I will be posting the Magma link on tumblr when we do go live, so keep an eye out around this time!
See ya next time Superstars ☆
#weekly magma#dca artists weekly magma#the dca palooza#dca fandom#fnaf dca#fnaf daycare attendant#fnaf moon#fnaf sun#magma#fnaf security breach
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9 masks based on the mercenaries + alternate team designs
some notes on inspiration under the cut
Soldier
Chinese war mask
camouflage (paint, netting and "scrim")
Scout
based on Hermes (Greek bronze and marble statues)
Pyro
wood Indonesian boar mask
Heavy
porcelain mask
matryoshka
Engineer
scrap metal and leather
cowboy themed
Demoman
Celtic masks
Scottish thistle
Medic
wood/fabric German festival masks
Spy
art nouveau inspired (treated papier mache)
Sniper
wood masks inspired by Aboriginal and Māori art respectively
metal eye holes inspired by Ned Kelly
fern and flowering gum
I want to note that while tribal masks were an inspiration, I didn't want to directly copy or draw anything resembling Māori face tattoos on Sniper's face, so I just left it roughly hatched with his sideburns more referencing a generic New Zealand fern. I understand that tribal masks and tattoos are very important and more so just want to respectfully acknowledge the culture than misuse it.
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STNAF Coraline AU
MDNI ALL CONTENT REGARDING STNAF IS 18+ AND SO IS THIS BLOG
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5
Chapter 6 Chapter 7
Pairings: Normal Friend/ GN Reader | Other Friend/ GN Reader | Carter/GN Reader
CW: NSFW, manipulation, kidnapping, torture, sexual content, obsessive behavior
A/N: Yes, this is what I’ve been working on for the whole month of October. This is my first long fic and I’ll be posting the chapters daily. I hope y’all enjoy! Happy Halloween!
Around 4-5 chapters, three different endings (for each love interest)
Friend, Carter, Scrim belongs to @stnaf-vn
Art belongs to me
Chapter 1
“So… what do you think?”
Your best friend asks as he looks at you with excitement. You look up at the looming old manor in front of you, trying to find the right words to match his enthusiasm. However, you end up blurting out the first thing that pops into your head. “Pink. Very pink.”
He snorts in amusement. “Is that all?”
“Old.” You add.
Friend rolls his eyes playfully and moves behind you, placing his hands on your shoulders. “Those are some amazing observation skills! Would our resident caveman like to tell us anything else?” He teases.
You laugh, feeling some of your initial uneasiness slowly reaching wash away with Friend’s humor. “Hungry.” You exclaim.
Friend smiles and you feel him gently push you into the large manor. “Then let us get settled in and we’ll order some pizza, my sweet Neanderthal~”
You let yourself get pushed into the manor whilst you do your best to keep your emotions in check, feeling your face heat up. The sweet tone he uses with you along with his soft touch and penchant for nicknames leave your heart beating in the tune of a bittersweet melody.
Friend goes to a lot of trips for his clothing line and sometimes you tag along. For a lot of the time, this is the only way you get to spend any time with your super busy friend. You put up with the long hours of traveling, jet lag and uncomfortable situations because not only is he your best friend since childhood, but you’re also very in love with him and have no way of telling him how you feel. Recently, though, it feels as if the gap between your two worlds has gotten bigger and you have no way of knowing how to close it. It seems like the more you try, the farther he slips from your grasp.
This time, you stay at an old manor called “The Pink Palace”, fairly near the city, but still hidden enough to feel like you have privacy. Friend was always a sucker for old fashioned houses and architecture so this was a way for him to keep his love alive while also doing his job.
You are currently sitting in a classy living room adorned by vintage decor with your best friend by your side, ready to watch a movie on the flat screen TV that looks very out of place.
You manage to take a peek of your best friend beside you and you begin to feel butterflies in your stomach. Moments like this when the two of you are alone are the ones you treasure the most. You feel as if you are the center of his world, with no distractions from his job and the modern world to come between the two of you. You hoped this would be the best time to admit your feelings for your best friend, but every time you tried, you’d get a wave of anxiety and mental images of your best friend rejecting you, making this trip awkward.
Suddenly, your phone buzzes, effectively snapping you out of your inner turmoil.
Carter: I could sense you chickening out from a mile away.
You roll your eyes at your college friend’s ability to know exactly what you are doing. How does he do that??
You: I’m just waiting for the right moment, okay?
Carter: No, you’re waiting for the last possible moment and torturing yourself. Drag this out, and you’ll be the “best man” on his wedding day.
You: …
The thought made your stomach churn and you write back quick.
You: It won’t come to that! I swear I’m telling him this time. No take backs.
Carter: Good. You can do this. 👍
You chuckle.
You: Thanks, Carter. I’ll let you know how it goes.
The movie keeps playing as you work up the courage to finally tell him how you feel. You take a deep breath and open your mouth… and his work phone rings. You sigh. Another confession thwarted.
Friend looks at you apologetically. “I’m sorry I’m doing this during movie night. I promise I’ll make it up to you when I’m done with work, okay?” He kisses the top of your head and leaves in a flash, right before you barely have time to register your own fluster.
You sigh. Alone again. You don’t want to get in between him and his work, but it feels like it gets in between the only time the two of you get together. Even now, the reason you both are staying in this palace is because of work. You don’t mean to be ungrateful, but when will you be a priority?
A bolt of lightning strikes near and shakes the manor slightly, making you jump. Rain starts to pour in buckets and you chuckle dryly as you think that even the universe knows what you’re going through.
“This sucks.” You mutter, before getting on your feet and walking around the palace, exploring the multiple rooms available. You try to push your feelings for Friend and your thoughts of loneliness away while you observe your surroundings, taking in the grand building in which you’re currently staying in.
This place would almost seem isolating and scary to you if it wasn’t for the fact that it was very… pink. Or at the very least, tried to include the color in every place that it could. No wonder Friend loved this place so much.
“I wonder if something like this is where he’d like to settle down and have a family.” You blush and shake your head.
You’re getting too ahead of yourself… you haven’t even confessed!
Not paying attention, you walk into a room that looks different from the rest of the house. For one, it doesn’t have an ounce of pink. And the color motif are the primary colors, along with the color black. It sounds strange, but in person, it actually looks cohesive. A jar of buttons sat on the dresser along with many sewing materials. The room seemed to reflect this craft as you noticed that buttons where everywhere around you. Your attention is quickly robbed by the most adorable bunny plushie you have ever seen! It has cute little button eyes and it’s so soft and fluffy to the touch, you can’t help but squeeze and nuzzle into it.
You giggle softly, feeling much better now than you were before. You decide to take the plushie just during this trip since you’re the only person in the palace. No one else will miss it.
You go back to the living room to finish the movie by yourself along with your little plushie. And maybe a bottle of vodka you found in the back of a cupboard. The two of you watch the movie while you drink who knows how much, before you feel yourself begin to drift off.
A loud clap of thunder wakes you up suddenly. Lifting your head off the couch and wiping away some of the drool on your chin, you groan and massage your temples gently, doing your best to ward off the hangover that is slowly creeping up to you. You notice the credits of the movie are playing so you grab the remote and turn it off. You had fallen asleep in the middle of it. You begin to snuggle back into the couch again only to realize your little fluffy friend is missing. You look everywhere around you but it’s nowhere to be found. Strange.
You go back into the strange room and you find the rabbit sticking out from underneath the bed. You must’ve imagined you took it with you and you actually dropped it. When you go to pick it up, you notice something weird on the other wall as you peek from under the bed. You stand up again and walk towards the wall where the wallpaper protruded in some areas, almost as if it was covering up something.
You take some scissors from the desk and you crouch down to cut along the dented areas of the wallpaper. You scoot back and look at what it’s revealed.
A tiny door. Just big enough for you to fit through. You try to pry it open but it’s locked. You rummage through the key drawer that Friend had showed You previously and one caught your eye. A black key with the shape of a button.
And with one flick of your wrist, the door is opened.
You debate whether you should go in alone in the middle of the night, but you’re too curious (and drunk) to ignore this great discovery.
“I hope I don’t find a rat’s nest at the end of this…”
You crawl through the surprisingly clean tunnel, lighting the way with your phone flashlight.
You reach the end and open the door to the other side to find…
The exact same room.
“What the hell? How did I end up in the same place?” You say out loud.
Suddenly, you noticed sounds coming from downstairs. You reach for the bunny plushie and the scissors and take them with you as you slowly stalk down the stairs.
You hear the muffled sounds of people talking and sound effects in the background and you figure the TV must be on. But you distinctly remember turning it off after the movie had ended…
You clutch the scissors tighter.
You walk into the living room, the lights and TV turned on, playing an old western movie. But you barely pay any attention to it as your gaze zeroes on the figure sitting on the couch, eating popcorn. You take a step forward, but to your luck, the wooden floor panel creaks oh so loudly.
The figure stiffens, most likely aware of your presence and you gulp, raising the scissors to attack the intruder. The figure cautiously turns around and every inch of hair on your body stands up.
Once he faces you, you freeze in shock. Is that..?
“Hey sweetheart~ I was just watching this while I waited for you. Ready for movie night~?” Friend smiles sweetly at you.
However, this Friend is dressed very differently from the one you’ve known your whole life. Also, he is blonde? And it looks good on him?? You curse his ability to look good in anything. But the thing that actually made you stop in your tracks and made your skin crawl were his eyes. Gone were the eyes full of life and wonder that often sucked you in when you gazed into them. In their place stood black buttons just like the ones on the plushie you’re clutching. They were piercing and unsettling to stare at. If it weren’t for the fact that the figure was moving and breathing right now, you’d most likely think he was a model made after your best friend. With some changes of course.
Your silence made this “Friend” tilt his head to the side and look at you with concern, or you figured it was. “Are you alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“I have no idea what I’m looking at right now…” You murmur, gaze unwavering from this doppelgänger.
“Friend” chuckles in amusement and grins at you. “I’m Friend, silly! You know, your best friend since forever?”
You raise an eyebrow, keeping the scissors clutched tightly in your hand. “I don’t know exactly what you’re playing at, but you are not Friend. Friend is not blonde, he doesn’t own clothes like yours and he definitely doesn’t have buttons for eyes.”
This so-called “Friend” grins wider, unsettling so, but quickly disappears into a charming expression. “What, can’t a person try out a new look without their best friend threatening them with a pair of scissors?” He teases.
You give him a deadpan stare.
He coughs. “What I mean to say is…” He stands up and walks around the couch, approaching you casually. You can only stare in slight fear into his soulless eyes as each step brings him closer to you. He stands in front of you and gives you a reassuring smile. “I’m your Other Friend!”
“My Other Friend? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Exactly what it sounds like! I’m your friend from another world. A world filled with wonder where everyone has buttons for eyes!” He says with bright smile and a glint in his button eyes. His voice sounding like a cheery animated character.
You blink. “Oh man, I must’ve drunk more than I thought…”
He laughs in amusement. “Maybe so… but why not try to enjoy this while you can? I’ve got popcorn and your favorite snacks. Aaaand we can watch any movie you want~” He sweetens the deal.
You raise your eyebrow, intrigued. “Is the popcorn extra butter?”
His grin widens. “Of course! What kind of best friend would I be if it wasn’t?”
You narrow your eyes and give him a firm nod. Before he could even attempt to come closer you point a finger at him, your expression full of suspicion. “I’m staying because I’m not fully convinced this isn’t a dream—“ You let out a loud hiccup. “…And I’m too drunk to walk back up the stairs.”
Other Friend giggles. “I understand.”
“I’m keeping the scissors, so don’t try anything funny!” You exclaim, sluggishly making your way towards the couch, slumping down on it.
“Wouldn’t dream of it~” He chuckles before sitting on the couch next to you.
While watching the movie in your drunken haze, you fail to notice your Other Friend’s grin grow possessive as you clutch the plushie he had made just for your arrival~
Chapter 2
#yandere#fanfic#stnaf#yandere writing#yandere x reader#friend x reader#stnaf friend#stnafgame#yandere smut#carter x reader#coraline#coraline au
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Brainrot struck, here's Tango in Hades style
In my imaginings, he's a mini-boss in Tartarus, but instead of fighting him, it's a survival situation in a room full of traps.
#art#character design#hermitcraft#hermitcraft fanart#tango tek#tangotek#decked out 2#decked out 2 fanart#tango tek fanart#hades game#hades game fanart#scrim's art
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What I've been getting up to without my computer
Since I don't have any game updates at the moment I thought I'd give you a look at my very analogue Sherlock Holmes related project!
As you probably know, the Sherlock Holmes stories were mostly originally published in the Strand Magazine which came out as floppy monthly magazines with hardback collections every six months.
A while ago I spotted a really beaten up copy of the July to December 1893 book on eBay for £8. This book can sometimes go for £200 in good condition because it's the one with...
I immediately decided to make repairing it a Project!
You can see here that the text block has totally come away from the boards.
Along the spine I was really excited to see something a little familiar being used to give some structural support! My initial thought was that this had to be a slice of a cover of one of the floppy Strand magazines.
But when I got it loose and studied it, although the paper and ink colour is the same, it doesn't actually follow the layout format of the Strand covers. It's lots of little ads, and they run off the bottom like this is part of a larger document.
Scrap of paper on left, a Strand Magazine on the right:
So yeah, that's still a bit of a mystery, but it's cool to see this scrap of paper the printers had lying around. I had to remove it, but I'm going to keep it safe.
I did some gentle cleaning of the cover using a putty eraser, just gently pressing and rolling, never rubbing. It picked up a little of the grime.
The cover had got some paint splotches on at some point in the past, and I tried to gently remove these. Part of me wishes I'd left them as I think I was starting to effect the blue colour in the area.
(Original on the right, my attempt at cleaning on the left!)
I also reinforced some of the parts of the bookcloth around the spine that were very worn with Japanese tissue, which is very thin but very, very difficult to tear.
Now here's a fun part, with some help from my cat Miss Malkin!
The spine of the book had a few problems.
The fabric which wraps around it and helps attach it to the cover/boards which is called scrim (or mull, I've seen it called both!) had totally decayed and turned into gross dust, I knew I'd need to replace it.
Although the sewn binding was sound, I could tell that the glue wasn't doing its job anymore. It was old 'animal glue' that had turned hard and brittle. I knew I'd need to replace it with something else, like PVA.
I needed to get that glue off, so I tried out a trick I saw online. I made a paste/gel out of methycellulose, which is a substance that gets used as a thickener in lots of food products. Of course I keep mine in a fancy little jar:
The gel softens the old glue without getting it dangerously damp, allowing you to gently scrape it away. I have a really satisfying video of me doing it, but Tumblr only lets you upload one video per post, boo.
Look at all this gnarly gunk!
But look at how good the text block looks with its new scrim and glue!
I got the black paper from Shepherd's in London which is a specialist Art & Conservation Paper shop (they have a book bindery too but it's closed at the weekends.) Buying it was so fun, I got to look through lots of samples and pick something which matched the original paper.
I then had to get it home half way across the country on public transport. Yaaaaay.
I was trying to think what I was going to use to replace the Strand Magazine page on the spine. In the end I decided to leave a little note, for some future person who might take the binding apart someday!
So, here it is!
I have to admit that this whole project has been a real challenge, emotionally more than anything! It's required me to be brave about messing with an old book, and to acknowledge that even where I've made mistakes, at least it's better off then it was when It arrived at my house.
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𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚍 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘
𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜...
A Game Created by ItsYaBoi
🔞WARNING🔞
This game and blog are only intended for an audience of those who are 18 or older. Children (anyone under the age of 18) are not permitted to partake in this blog or play this game. In fact, it is illegal for anyone under the age of 18 to do so. Mature and dark themes ahead!
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You have known Friend almost your entire life.
He is strong, confident, smart, rich... he is probably what everyone aspires to be.
So... what happens when the line between your friendship with him and romanticism becomes blurry? What will happen if Friend takes it a bit too far?
You will just have to find out for yourself, Sweetheart~
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Where can I find more STNAF content?
Demo: See Thru: Need a Friend? Demo
Twitter: STNAF VN Twitter / ItsYaBoi Twitter
Youtube: ItsYaBoi Youtube
STNAF Website: STNAF Carrd
Discord: STNAF Discord
Friends Instagram
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Tumblr Blog Rules and Guidelines
Please be patient with me!
If your question has already been answered, I will direct you to the FAQ post, which you can find here!
My Boundaries
Anon asks are permanently turned off and I will not be turning them on.
Minors are not permitted here.
This is a game created by trans people
I will not write about any of the following:
Incest
Scat/noncon
Pedophilia
!! MORE WILL BE ADDED TO THIS LIST !!
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TAGS I USE
Okay, so before, I didn't realize how tags worked for Tumblr. So, now that I know, I am re-creating the tagging system! I plan on using these tags here-
#♡-stnaf lore (for stnaf lore questions)
#🔪-stnaf scenarios (for stnaf scenario questions)
#✨-friend (for friend-related things)
#🎮-carter my boy (for carter-related things)
#💋-z the skrunkly (for Z-related things)
#🐕-diane my beloved (for Diane-related things)
# 🗑️- all my homies hate keagan (for Keagan-related things)
#👁️- scrim the scrimblo (for Scrim-related questions)
#☎️-a cry for help vn (for A Cry for Help/Rook related things)
#🗣️-gen (for other general questions)
# 🏙- stnaf world (for questions regarding the STNAF universe/how the world works)
#🖌️- stnaf fan content (for all STNAF fan art/fanfiction)
#💾- see thru need a friend game (just an overall tag for STNAF content)
#🔞-mature themes (for any mature/NSFW related things)
#☁️-fluff and stuff (for any fluff things)
#📝-lil' drabbles (short stories I write for STNAF)
#🤝 the yan besties (things related to other Yandere VNs)
😈- monster au (things related to BoogieFriend, Vamp!Carter,etc)
🤪-peepaw things (stuff in relation to me, Yaboi!)
🐠 - stnaf siren au (all things relating to the Siren! STNAF AU!)
🤖 - cai stuffs (stuff relating to the STNAF bots!)
#♡-stnaf lore#🔪-stnaf scenarios#✨-friend#🎮-carter my boy#🐕-diane my beloved#💔-keagan the tsundere#👁️- scrim the scrimblo#☎️-a cry for help vn#🗣️-gen#🏙- stnaf world#🖌️- stnaf fan content#💾- see thru need a friend game#🔞-mature themes#☁️-fluff and stuff#📝-lil' drabbles#💋-z the skrunkly#😈- monster au#🤪-peepaw things#🐠 stnaf siren au#🤖 - cai stuffs#🌹 fluorescent red studios
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LET’S ⭐ GO!!!
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Why is it called scrimshaw? Was it named after someone named Scrim Shaw?
Hi,
no, it has nothing to do with a name but with the technique of decorating something made of bone or horn. It probably once meant to waste time, but it's hard to say for sure. Some also suspect that it comes from the making of tools on whalers by sailors who then used this technique to carve and decorate bones into pretty things. So it is an art form of sailors.
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I've been really busy lately. Two tournaments and 3 weekly scrims doesn't give me a lot of time. So for those I promised art, I am working on it every second I get, but for now here's a magickarp to hopefully make you happy :3
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